Remember Me For Centuries

Don't breathe life into a monster then complain when he destroys it all again

"dude, I'm so fucking thirsty." Pete laughed as we sat on his bed and watched Ghostbusters and ate chips.

"me too!" I said as if just realizing it. "I can go get something from the kitchen." I said.

"no, you're my guest." he said but I was already standing up.

"already going." I said before walking out his bedroom door. I went into the kitchen and got two pops out of the fridge and when I turned around someone was standing behind me making me jump then burst out into laughter.

"Paige? what are you doing here?" Patrick asked with sleep still in his voice.

"oh, hey Patrick." I said before bursting into laughter again. evidently the high version of me thought running into him at his house was funny after avoiding him all day.

"are you alright?" he asked sounding concerned.

"I'm fantastic!" I said happily.

"are you here with Pete? and are you high?" he asked, well more like demanded to know.

"no" I said trying to act innocent but began laughing again.

"Pete!" Patrick called seconds later Pete came out of his room.

"hey did you get the drinks?" he asked me completely ignoring Patrick standing there looking upset.

"yeah!" I said and held up the too cans and he took one from me.

"sweet" Pete said cracking his open and I did too.

"what the hell is wrong with you too?" Patrick said having watched our interaction. "Pete, what did you do to my girlfriend?"

"he still thinks I'm his girlfriend!" I said and Pete and I started laughing.

"Dude! did you seriously get my girlfriend high?!" Patrick said becoming frustrated.

"No dude, I got Paige high. there must be some mistake." Pete snickered.

"Paige is my girlfriend." Patrick said carefully.

"not since you called me a whore." I said.

"well last time I checked Pete did too" Patrick said.

"yeah well Pete apologized for it." I said.

"what do you think I've been trying to do all day?" Patrick asked.

"Pete apologized first. plus I told Him I hated him I kind of deserved it. I didn't do anything to you, you were my boyfriend, I expected more of you than that, Patrick." I said.

"no woman deserves to be called that, and I am sorry. look, can we please talk?" he asked me and out of no where I began to laugh again.

"No you can't talk to her!" Pete chimed in.

"I'm not talking to you Pete, you don't own her." Patrick said.

"neither of you own me." I said

"please?" Patrick begged and I sighed.

"fine" I said.

"I'll be in here, if you end up punching him we can have a laugh about it later." Pete said and walked back into his room. I followed Patrick to his.

"okay," Patrick began closing his door behind him. "I remembered what happened when we were drunk, I just didn't want to say anything in front of Pete, because well, its just between us. Anyway, you wanted to have sex and we were all over each other, but I kind of chickened out at the last minute because I was scared. I'm so sorry I called you a name that I shouldn't of. I love you so very much, I mean it." he said.

"I really liked you Patrick." I said staring at his face in his dark room. "I just don't know now"

"I'm just so, so sorry." he said now crying. "it hurts me so bad to see you hanging out with Pete, I just miss you so much."  I think by this time I had sobered up enough for this all to hit home. I was hurting sweet Patrick, but he had hurt me first and now I remembered he had hurt me in more ways than one. he had also hurt me the night we were drunk, he turned me down and it crushed me.

"you turned me down" I whispered.

"I swear I will give you anything you want if you just take me back" he said as he wiped his eyes in the dark. "I will apologize to yo as many times as it takes, I will tell you I love you until you understand how much I do. hell, I'd sing to you every day if it will take away the pain."

"you know what? boys like you are overrated, so save your breath. I use to think you were such a gentleman and a sweetheart but I was wrong." I said and walked out of his room and went back into Pete's.

"did you punch him?" Pete asked.

hey guys! its 3am here and I'm eating chicken strips and writing this. I've just cranked out two chapters for y'all with an added bonus of a poem:

It took me a while, and I missed some sleep, but if you could leave a vote for me, that'd be real neat! I'M POETIC DAMNIT!